The steel-cut oatmeal experiment is going downhill. While it was super yummy the first day it was cooked, the leftovers have been... well... not good. Gummy, lumpy, sort of like trying to eat paste. Cheap, thick, years old paste. Tomorrow, for my last attempt at eating it for breakfast, I'm going to add a whole lot more milk when I heat it up. Maybe that will help it be less gummy.
And for the second subject, remember the post I made last week about the food blogger who was RABIDLY ANGRY THAT AMERICA WOULD BE A BUNCH OF PUSSIES AND BAN CANDY CIGARETTES BECAUSE THIS IS AMERICA AND OUR KIDS ARE MAN ENOUGH TO SMOKE IF THEY WANT TO? The one who ate mushrooms from his lawn without knowing what kind they were? I've continued reading back through his older blog posts, and I found another winner:
Not only does he like to try odd foods himself, he buys them for his dog, too. He bought some freeze dried lamb lung chips for the dog, and tried one himself. The problem with that? The package says "wash hands with soap and water after handling". In the same post, he himself wrote that selling lung for human consumption is against the law (tuberculosis risk), but he ate some anyway.
AMERICANS ARE STRONGER THAN TUBERCULOSIS! DAMNED GOVERNMENT TRYING TO KEEP US FROM EATING WHATEVER WE WANT!
I'm almost done with his blog, just a year of posts left to go. In a way I'll be sad to reach the end. While I dislike him as a person, he eats and writes about the wackiest of things. (He has an obsession with eating canned fish from dollar stores...)